in the middle of a war
a phone rings
and saves my life

Dillo Fenderson

catching a brilliant idea
losing it again.
never mind

Asuguo

so little achieved
so much postponed;
lazy life on sunday

Asuguo

lack of discipline
results in
lack of sleep

Dillo Fenderson

whirled skywards
invited to a graceful dance
just to be dropped, seconds later

Asuguo

good ventilation in shoes
can be a curse when
biking downhill in winter

Asuguo

his life depends
on being half a foot
in front of me

Dillo Fenderson

the falling snow
covers my plans of biking
under a wet, white blanket

Asuguo

i should have known better
than to trust
the few clouds in the sky

Dillo Fenderson

since i hit my knee
pain is a
constant companion

Asuguo